I wake up in Hovenweep in that silence that can only mean snow.
I start on my walk around the ruins but it is hopeless as the path is hidden by snow and I worry about falling.
I do find some ruins, very impressive, built in the 12th century, but the hike round all the sites is definitely off.
The snow is getting worse and I head out for the nearest town, Cortez Colorado. The drive is very scary as Google maps takes me down farm roads that are covered in snow, such that you don’t really know if you are on the road or have driven off; this in a whiteout. Delighted after 2 hours of 20 mph crawling to hit a highway and make it to Cortez.
There I get an ATT strong signal and read email. The first says:
The second is worse news:
What to do now? The course was the foundation of the whole trip. I booked it in October last year and then invented the camper trip out there and back. Now I am snowbound in Cortez, Colorado with no destination. At least the snowstorm stops me going anywhere, simplifying decision making for the moment.